Two-way thing

It's a two-way thing, I fucking love him. and I don't mean love like OOH I love him, I wanna marry him. I guess I say love like we're making love. And while we're doing it, all the bullshit fade away. It's just me and him right there. And yes, I do lose myself in him, and I know he's losing himself in me too. Which is.. we're fucking lost with each other.